Jared groaned. "It's the same energy as someone petting wild animals and getting away with it."
Lucien folded his arms. "...She's being watched."
Seraphina blinked. "You noticed too."
They said nothing more.
Round Four: TheCharmDuel.
Two children stood face-to-face, attempting to make the other laugh first using *only* polite and princely wit.
Evelisse's opponent was a boy with freckles and enormous confidence. "Why did the royal baker cry?"
"I don't know," she said, blinking innocently.
"Because he kneaded the dough too hard!"
Several noble ladies in the crowd politely covered their mouths with gloves.
Evelisse tilted her head, narrowed her eyes, and said with perfect solemnity:
"…That joke was half-baked, my lord. Perhaps next time, try rising to the occasion?"
Then she gave a dainty curtsy and winked.
He snorted.
Laughed.
And fell over.
The bell rang.
"Princess Evelisse wins again!"
The crowd was roaring now.
Lanterns blinked cheerily overhead.
